I'm a freshman at Central Community College Hastings, but if any of my college friends had met me a year or two ago they would have met a completely different person. I went to a small high school where everyone had gone to kindergarten together and I was the girl with the punk older sister and the autistic younger brother. So I kept to myself and only revealed myself to close friends. Senior year I slowly allowed myself to show who I was more openly (after a rough patch in my life, but thats another post entirely) because it was my senior year. Senior year is your last chance to make anything good out of your high school experience, and thats exactly what I did.
Senior year I did a lot of things to let myself be the real me, but that wasn't until I started college. I went to a small community college where I knew no one on campus, had no friends in the city, or even knew where a gas station was. But I was finally free from my dad's over bearing control (another post entirely as well) and I decided I wanted to make the best of my time here. So first thing I did was apply for a job as a student ambassador (I give tours and drive a golf cart. Simply the coolest job ever!) join judicial board, and any other activity I could get into. With all the stuff I was doing I was recognizable on campus (there's only like 900 people at the college so this isn't really hard to do) and I learned that I have a voice in things. For the first time in my life I knew I was capable of doing anything I wanted and nothing could stop me. To put it simply; I gained confidence.
Even though I'm in one of the better places in my life, I still have a lot weighing me down; my dad isn't speaking to me because of my religious beliefs, I still battle old demons that threaten me more and more as I progress in life, and I'm trying to get over the first time I really fell head over heels for someone; and figure out how to let myself fall for someone again.
So hopefully if I write it all out I can figure some things out. Though as a warning, I have a tendency to do stupid things (like an unnatural affixation for massing with a microwave and attempting to speak in accents I can't do) so if the posts stop coming its probably because I've ended up in jail or worse.
